Teddy and the Marauders

fifty-nine

"Alright so we're going now." Teddy told his father.

"When will I see you again?" Remus asked anxiously.

"About a year." Teddy replied. "We've already set that save in motion." he looked over to Victoire by the front door who was pretending not to listen. He thought about the conversation they had with Dumbledore.

"Are you going to tell me who it is?"

"No."

"Is that because it's me?" Remus wasn't even trying to be calm.

"No, no Remus." Teddy put his had on his shoulder. "This is why I won't tell you. You'll worry yourself sick over that person, but there's noting you can do."

"Are you skipping the whole year? Or making stops?"

"Whole year. We've been gone so long already. We can't be waiting for much longer before we get home. We need to deal with the... aftermath of all of this."

"You're really coming back?"

"Dad. Yes." Teddy said "Stop worrying.

"Alright fine." Teddy and Remus hugged. "Victoire you better not be thinking of leaving without giving me a hug." Vic smiled and dropped her bag and jacket. The three of them hugged for a moment. Teddy had a quick coughing fit and they broke apart.

"Bye Remus." they said.

The time travellers left Remus' small flat and apparated to Hogsmeade. From there, they found a sheltered spot and casted the spell. They were whipped away through time.

As soon as they landed, Teddy start coughing again. Vic had to cover his mouth with her jacket to keep their cover.

"Keep quiet." Vic hissed "Please."

With a hand on his back and her other holding their things, Vic led Teddy up to the castle under the cloak of the setting sun. Every time that something moved, Vic hid them away into a darker shadow. They knew what was waiting for them at the castle. It wasn't the first time they face Death Eater, nor would it be the last, but it was still scary.

They reached the shrieking shack and smuggled themselves into the tunnels and onto the school grounds.

Teddy's condition was getting steadily worse. He began chocking on both his coughs and the jacket on his mouth. His temperature was spiking and he quickly had a fever. Soon he began to get dizzy. Victoire had to hold up all his weight. He collapsed. Frantically, she conjured him a stretcher and started running to the Hospital Wing. She burst through the door with the magical stretcher behind her.

She saw bodies. Alive ones, but a lot.

"Madam Pomfrey!" Vic screamed. "I need help!" The healer came rushing over from another patient's bedside. She came and checked his pulse and twiddled around with a couple spells. Vic stopped paying attention at that point.

She paced worriedly, wondering what to do. Their plans had involved both of them going to find Dumbledore. With this unplanned trip to the Hospital Wing, they were losing time fast. Vic knew she would have to try and do the plan on his own, but she was worried about Teddy. Sure, it could just be a cold, but it had progressed so quickly. It could be dragon pox for all she knew!

She wandered around the beds. A few had students and a few had Order members. Vic greeted the politely, but she kept moving. In the last bed, there was a sea of redheads surrounding it. She looked through the people and saw Bill Weasley lying on the bed. His face was newly lacerated with deep red cuts.

For the first time in about five years, Victoire saw her father. Really saw him. Not the boy Bill Weasley who she briefly went to school with, she saw Bill Weasley who raised her and loved her from the day she was born.

She really missed him.

(A/N: I actually updated a story other than this. (It was The Dark Side Wins, btw) and I'm about to do it again. (Same story) go read it. -Jul)